California - Chase Goehring

I wanna sit seaside with your hands in mine

Wanna count the stars when the tide is high

I wanna watch your face fall into mine

Wanna feel the sand beneath my feet

On an empty beach just you and me

This time you’re all mine

I wanna live in California

I wanna be with ya'

And I want you to be the reason for the ring on my ring finger

I wanna live in California

I wanna be with ya'

And I want you to be the reason for the ring on my ring finger

California

Gonna run my fingers through your hair

Don’t say a word babe, please just stare

I would die to see your eyes

Die to see your eyes

Yeah, you got me good in those short shorts

So I must admit you look real fine to me

But there’s more to you than this

I wanna live in California (oh-oh)

I wanna be with ya' (yeah)

And I want you to be the reason for the ring on my ring finger

I wanna live in California (oh-oh)

I wanna be with ya' (yeah)

And I want you to be the reason for the ring on my ring finger

I wanna live in California, oh oh oh

Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na, yeah yeah

I wanna live in California

I wanna be with ya'

And I want you to be the reason for the ring on my ring finger

I wanna live in California, yeah, ooh, mmm

I wanna be with ya', oh na na yeah

I want you to be the reason for the ring on my ring finger

California